Loud men voice woke me up <br />when I led the last eye-close from a warm bed <br />A world I knew in my deadly days <br />Of Whom strangers is mine strangers alive <br />and friend of my fierce face <br />Only memory have I choose <br />as in a choice of no choice I was two <br />Fighting men I do not know <br />Tearing heart of several men <br /> <br />In a time of times <br />I am through with a dream <br />Dreaming the dream of a dream <br />And at once, smiling off a voice <br />stealing the attention <br />and turn the time as mine <br /> <br />Aside it beside the side of signs <br />Day is always an enemy and a friend<br /><br />Ebi Robert<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dreams-585/
